Dec 29, 2012
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The eldest automaton sits behind Racy's desk, swaying to and fro in his rollingchair and fiddling with a small, gift-wrapped box. He'd found some silver wrapping paper and a bow to do the thing up in, currently finding it amusing how the box reflected the mismatched glow of his eyes around the room.
Rabbit's head snaps up as he hears the the doorknob turn, quickly stashing the gift under his top hat and grinning over at the titanium bot entering the room. As usual, he maintains the wifi connection.
-That was fast, Handsome. Didja miss me since this mornin or somethin?~-
After entering the room, Racy smiles at the copper bot sitting at his desk. Smirking, he slowly moves around and sits up on the edge of the desk, just in front of Rabbit. He leans forward on his knees, running a fingertip down the oxidised arrow nose.
"Of course. An entire morning is far too long without you."
*a chuckle sounds over the connection* Of course, Handsome, wouldn't want to miss our hourly doses, now would we? I'm in your room.~
A smile pulled at the silver bot's lips before sending another wi-fi message.
"I'll be right there, love~"
Without another moment of pause, the bot sets off, practically sprinting to his own room. Silver fingers slowly turn the knob to open the door, more than a little excited to see the copper bot.
Hatchworth leans to the side to dodge the wandering hand, and instead runs his fingers along the silver arms to grasp at their wrists. "Not so fast, brother..." He buries his nose in under the cheek vents nearest him and leans forward more to pin the wrists to the wall in one hand, his weight nearly pushing the spines all the way in as he presses flush against the curved plates of his brother's back. "Why don't you let me do all the work this time, hrm? Just relax and enjoy it."
Growled playfully as his wrists are held by the bronze bot. He purred as his new cheek vents were nuzzled, a slight gasp escaped his lips when he was pinned. The weight of the bronze bot pushed his vertebrae almost flush against his back, causing him to moan loudly. Being pinned against the wall and the bronze automaton was quickly driving his circuits wild. "Okay Ha-Hatch....anything you say~"
He watched Racy drop, and then let out a stuttering huff of steam, both in prideful, meaninglessprotest and anticipation--it was always damn well flustering, how casually and quickly the other bot progressed. "QWERTY's.. mhhh.. real quiet in my verse.. doesn't even--oi, w-watch it with the belt, there." Squiggly flicked the brim of Racy's hat downward, sharply, trying his best to ward off the inevitable buckling and muttering and whatnot for as long as possible. He /had/ to keep talking.
Chuckling as the brim of his hat was given a flick, he continues to tug the belt open with a devilish smirk. The pants were next. Nimble fingers undid them quickly as he placed another kiss where the belt buckle had just been.
"So you're okay then?"
"Aside from QWERTY malfunctioning? No.. not really." A weak shrug pervaded his frame, as he settled his other hand against Racy's chest; the bot was slightly irritated by Racy's worry, though. "I, erm.. nnh.. I think I threatened to hit that blasted monitor with a wrench.. it's been hiding in the wires ever since" Bless him for trying to have a conversation and pretend this was normal. At least he could still talk.. but at this rate, he wouldn't able to for long.
The bot slipped his silver hands inside the other's shirt, feeling at his metal plating before slowly moving onto his knees in front of him. He placed soft kisses down Squiggly's stomach, hands working on the bot's belt.
"You're lucky I think. The QWERTY in my timeline never shuts up. And likes to tie me up in my own damn wires..."
"I, uh.. I missed you, too." He wasn't quite sure where Racy was headed with this; green eyes flickered, briefly meeting the other's gaze before turning towards the wall again, as he simulated clearing his throat. His core was whirring audibly--it was common for him, especially in situations like this. Blame the damn HARSS. "A lot, I.. guess..?"
Silver fingers reached up for the red tie the other bot wore and began to undo it. His own core matched yours, whirring loudly once he hears how much you missed him.
"Are you okay? Nothing happen?"
He really didn't want to mention the monsters at a time like this, but his programming was filled with constant worry. Leaving the tie undone around your neck, his fingers unbutton your vest and shirt. He leans in and places his lips back against your neck, needing that taste again.